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March 19, 2006, 8:04am
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The distance is not far, yet the distance could be as far as the stars
The time has not been too long, yet the minutes and hours seem like forever
Perhaps if I could fly I could view a glimpse of you
even though your face may only be the outline of a cloud
floating aimlessly over the sea
Absence is said to make the heart grow fonder,
so with every sunset I wave at your smile as it fades to night
and with every sunrise I wake to greet your smile again
as light spreads its differentiated colors across my spirit
as a Rainbow after the spring rain
No one is able to perceive the delight in my eyes,
the brilliance in my spirit, or the warmth of my heart
when I pause to think about you while looking out across the sea
But, at the end of the day, when the city sleeps
I wait until dusk to hear the Jade Zither once again
while Flora and Fauna dance with mirth
bonding & merging with the music
as passion stirs up fond memories of you
Another dusk, another dawn, another day without you
Somewhere, upon a special star in the distant sky
you are sleeping with angel dust for a pillow
Do you dream of me ever at all?
Do you ever look across the sea
in hopes of seeing me?
Has your passion shared the same flame as mine?
At dusk while you pluck away at the strings on thy Zither
do you ever wonder which star is mine?
Peering down upon you from starlight and moonbeams
that dance around your spirit in flight
I can only hope that distance and time
never makes the music fade or become so light
as to fade away from my watchful sight
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